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March 28, 2009

2009 Tarot Study – Twos

The Twos in Tarot can be dualistic, bipolar, two-faced, and filled with conflict or tension. They can push or pull in two directions, or unite somewhere in the middle in a tense, semi-structured and semi-permanent balance. Their energy can also build to a release point that will occur in the Threes.

Three of Wands Three of Cups

Three of Swords Three of Disks

Going back to Gail Fairfield’s geometric analogy, Two is two points connecting to form a line. Remember back to Geometry class, the abstract notion that a line extends into infinity in both directions, and you have an idea of the potential of the Twos in Tarot — especially the most prominent Two in the deck, the Papess or High Priestess. (more…)

File: — Barbara @ 3:17 pm PST, 03/28/09
February 17, 2009

2009 Tarot Study – Threes

As I mentioned previously, I’m doing something a little different in each segment of my Tarot Study. Today’s segment is long, but I hope it contains something you’ll find worth your while. I seem to have an awful lot to say about these cards.

I’ll start this time with a glimpse at some precursory artwork for my own Tarot. These images may or may not become part of an entire Tarot deck in the future, and if they do it will likely be for my personal use. (Click on the thumbnail images for larger views.) (Images updated to most recent versions on 03-28-2009.)

Three of Wands Three of Cups

Three of Swords Three of Disks

I’m conceptualizing, at this point, playing with some of my older scanned artwork and digital photographs, (more…)

File: — Barbara @ 6:23 pm PST, 02/17/09
April 28, 2008

How blueberries get there?

BlueberryFairy

“Hanging Blueberries” Copyright © 2008 Barbara W. Klaser
5 x 7 inches
watercolor, color pencil, pen and ink

File: — Barbara @ 12:52 pm PST, 04/28/08
March 14, 2008

Prayer beads II

When I wrote my first post about prayer beads, almost three years ago, I considered buying a ready-made strand or a kit. I started out wanting sandalwood beads, but my budget was constrained, and it wasn’t as if my prayer beads were a necessity.

Then I remembered a string of beads that were once my grandmother’s and had passed through a few family members’ hands before they came to me. Their string was literally on its last thread, so restringing them into a new form made sense. There were about 92 beads, and with the addition of some crystal beads that had been my mother’s as quarter markers, and a larger wooden bead I had on hand as the summit bead, they made a full mala of 108 beads. I added a crystal elephant I’d had for years, along with more crystal beads as counters.

JobsTears (more…)

File: — Barbara @ 10:08 am PST, 03/14/08
February 6, 2008

More art blogs and websites

I’ve found more fantastic art journal blogs, ninajohansson.se, and Laurelines Drawings and Paintings. Links courtesy of Jana’s Journal and Sketch Blog. Laurelines also recently posted links to other Must-Read Art Blogs for 2008.

In case you haven’t been watching my link updates in the sidebar, please also be sure to visit Beverly Jackson’s new art gallery website, The Art Shack Studio. I met Bev when we belonged to the same writer’s group, before she moved away. I’m proud to count her as a friend, and a multi-talented one at that.

File: — Barbara @ 3:05 pm PST, 02/06/08
December 20, 2007

Art journal blogs — new links

I’m adding art journal blogs to my blog list as I find ones that I can’t live without visiting regularly. My two newest links are to Jana’s Journal and Sketch Blog, and Princess Haiku (who visited me and commented a while back, leading me to watch her intriguing blog for a while).

I hope you all enjoy visiting these fresh, new to me blogs.

File: — Barbara @ 11:09 am PST, 12/20/07
August 19, 2007

Growth

“Be the change that you want to see in the world.”
— Mahatma Ghandi

Growth
Growth
9 x 12 watercolor collage (click on image for larger view)

This painting’s background sat in my file cabinet for over a year, a cast aside experiment. I reworked it a little, adding bits of blue, and I nearly threw it away. But I have trouble throwing anything away. This summer I found a fallen avocado leaf I’d saved from a young tree. Its stem, when dried, curled into a spiral on its own. At first the actual leaf was part of the collage, but it proved too fragile, so I settled on a painted one. The abstract leaves were also scraps I’d painted, thought I’d never use for anything, and almost threw away.

I’m such a packrat, I’m not sure it’s good for me to get so much satisfaction from using my discards this way. Maybe it would be better not to encourage my hoarding. But I can’t argue with the sense of effervescence and growth this gives me personally. Some clutter is worth saving.

In this world, growth begins in shadow. Incubation, gestation, germination, all take place out of sight. We shelter and protect our young. As we grow, it’s a relief to duck back into familiar shadows now and then, or to at least be aware of them still behind us, to honor their place in our lives, the impetus they provided for growth, as well as a resting place at each stage of growth. Our shadows are part of our whole, they add perspective and depth to our existence. They’re a refuge when sunlight blazes too brightly and radiates summer’s heat. It’s easy to burn out under too constant, too bright a light. The cool, darker reaches sustain us and remind us that night time will come again, that winter will roll around. Everything lives and dies according to its cycle. In growth, that cycle is a trailing spiral, ever working it’s way both outward and inward, branching out, taking root, opening, closing, curling, unfurling, expanding, contracting. We come to know ourselves by incrementally opening, coming to know every self in existence, and recognizing our tiny niche in the greater whole, by seeing how the whole constantly shifts and changes, and by constantly shifting and changing ourselves as integral parts of that whole.

Fear resists change, holds it back, cutting some parts off from the whole until they wither and die. Love — loving unconditionally, embracing the whole in all its diverse elements and forms, both light and shadow — is the key to unlocking resistance and letting growth happen. Love is water dripping or condensing on leaves, trickling down stems or falling in drops to penetrate to roots. Love is water rising in vapor and mist, transpiring, evaporating to moisten other life. Love is movement, pushing its way up and out, toward the sun, stretching toward nutrients, nurturing the self, flowering, fruiting, and nourishing others, leaving seed behind to repeat the cycle.

File: — Barbara @ 10:04 am PST, 08/19/07
January 4, 2007

Journals, past present future

Turtleheart asked in “Journaling Stuff” (link no longer active):

“Do you regularly keep any kind of personal journal, online or off? What works best for you?”

I started out journaling on looseleaf notebook paper, as a girl. Sometimes I bought colored paper or a spiral notebook for a change. Later I collected bound blank books to journal in, but I feel freer handwriting on plain lined yellow pads, because I don’t care if I scratch out or mess them up. (more…)

File: — Barbara @ 3:59 pm PST, 01/04/07
May 23, 2005

What’s your creative dream?

This question is inspired by the Planet Sark Dreamcatcher page, and by a recent post by Jennifer at Creatrix.

My creative dream is to share stories and ideas, to help others in whatever modest, small ways I can, and to share the beauty I see in the world around me. To do this I engage in the writing craft, in reading Tarot, and in finding numerous other ways to express and memorialize those breathtaking moments in life that I wish would last a little longer.

I suspect the fleeting nature of bliss and beauty is what inspires many creative people to do what we do. (more…)

File: — Barbara @ 1:54 pm PST, 05/23/05
March 18, 2005

Spring rain

Spring Daisies

A gray morning.
First the quiet, then
the quiet deepens.
The only sound is
drops pattering,
dampening
each surface,
wetting each leaf.
Spring rain
begins with
a sudden hush.
Even the birds
sit in awe.

Copyright © 2005 Barbara W. Klaser

File: — Barbara @ 2:22 pm PST, 03/18/05

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